Author Information
2 weeks
So 2 weeks gets a poem too!!
I guess!
How low can you go
How desperate can you be
That any catcall can capture you
Rupture you!
Who is the idol of the month or 2 months ....
Same patterns same results same sobbing
You must enjoy this, idle hands are for the devil
So I idle away
In this warped mind of yours where his No's mean: maybe, might be, or it cant be.
You continue to chase the thrill pretending your in control
Then you come and write this poem
No matter how hard you try put a lid on this pain
Pressure must be released one way or another
Surprise! its an explosion!
Lucky for you all these explosions are tiny compared to the atomic bomb
God has spared you
Livin right, turns out is hard with all these forbidden fruit I encounter!
When your hungry and thirsty everything is shiny and gold
You just want your way with him.
You want him to be what you want now what he is!!!!!
And you want it now, and you need him to do everything your way
Is that too much....
